"I... am ready, of course."
As Lin Dong spoke, a sharp gleam flashed through his eyes. He had been preparing for this moment for far too long...
Beside him, Gutas narrowed his eyes, vaguely sensing something was wrong.
That did not sound like Black Savage.
It was just a sparring match. Did he need to be so formal?
Jufeng's smile broadened, his muscles bulging. True to his name, the zombie's body resembled a small mountain peak.
Savage ferocity radiated from him, accompanied by the intense pressure of the Undead Race.
The other Zombie Kings shuddered inwardly.
"Jufeng's still as strong as ever!"
"No wonder he followed the boss from the very beginning. He's fought in countless battles!"
"It's been ages since he last fought, hasn't it..."
"..."
Under the zombies' watchful gazes, Jufeng suddenly moved, raising his enormous claw and reaching for Lin Dong like an iron hook.
Yet a trace of crimson blood energy pulsed around Lin Dong's five slender fingers.
Killing a member of the Undead Race still required some real skill.
As the approaching claw grew larger in his vision, Lin Dong clenched his hand into a fist and swung his arm to smash into it.
In an instant, tremendous power gathered. Amid the spreading pressure, his fist hurtled like a falling star, unstoppable.
The entire castle rumbled, as though a heavenly calamity had descended!
Jufeng had thought this was only a sparring match. Besides, he knew Black Savage's strength. Teaching him a lesson would take hardly any effort.
As a result, he had been careless and completely unguarded.
Now, sensing that powerful aura, astonishment spread across his face.
"What's gotten into this brute?"
Jufeng's ferocious eyes widened, but it was already too late to defend himself.
Boom!
The next second, blood energy surged around Lin Dong's